How to Move
I am not the kind of girl...
I am not the kind of girl who normally meets up with people she don't know... But I knew I had to get out of this country and I had to get out now. I was being hunted to the point that no one was to be trusted, not even my best friend. I still loved her and I did trust her but I was afraid that what I knew might get her into trouble. If anything happened to her and I knew it did because of me, I just couldn't live with myself. So when I found out that I had the chance to move away and work with what I loved most, I took that chance in a heartbeat. The problem was that I had no where to live. And this is where they come in.
I was sitting at an internet-cafe looking around at british newspapers searching for apartment ads when I stumbled upon something strange. It was an ad that said: "Looking for roommate/houseguard. Must be of young age and have no criminal records. Please contact, +***965722668." There was no name of the ad holder or no address. Any normal person would keep on looking while I did the exact opposite. I picked up the phone and called the person from the mysterious ad.
"Hello?"
"Hi! I am calling about an ad you posted in the British Times."
"Yeah. You want to rent the spare room we have." He spoke as if all of this information was written in the little ad.
"Essentially, yes. But I can't actually meet you before I move in. I am coming from Sweden and need a room as soon as possible." He paused for a long time, the line becoming to silent. It was almost as if he was covering the mic.
"We are actually coming to Sweden soon. Where do you live?" Yes I knew it was stupid of me to trust a stranger and I did have an uneasy feeling about this.
"I live in Lund. Its kind of at the bottom of the country. Are you going to Stockholm for your visit?"
"Uhm yeah we are. But we can probably squeeze in a few days to come down. Will this Thursday be fine?" I sat there in shock for a few minutes before I responded.
"Yeah sure. You can reach me on this number if anything comes in the way. I'm looking forward to meeting you."
"Great! I'll call you with the details when we get to the hotel. Bye!"
Before I could manage to say goodbye the man on the other side had hung up. I felt a little woozy and was in total shock after the phonecall. I had begun to stop hoping I would find a place to live and now it looked I little clearer. Yes I knew that this man might be a murderer or a loony but I didn't care. I just wanted to get out. A couple days later I got a call from this man again, with information to meet him and his friends at a small restaurant in Malmo. I happily accepted and thought it couldn't be bad, we were after all meeting at a public place.
From the moment I walked in through the doors of the restaurant I could tell something was off. And when a waiter walked up to me and tell me the restaurant is closed for a small private event, alarm clocks went of in my head.
I told her my name and realization flashed over her face. She told me to follow her and we walked to the top floor of the restaurant. She kept glancing at me and finally I sighed and looked at her.
"What?" She looked taken aback by my question and gave me a shy smile.
"You just look so calm. I would freak out if I were you." I looked at her in confusion.
"Well I know its stupid of me to meet strangers like this but I will not freak over something so small." She looked at me surprised by my words and then she turned to the doors we had stopped in front of.
"You don't know who you are meeting, are you?" I shook my head and she laughed at me. I turned away from her and heard her sigh before opening the door. "Good luck!" She whispered before motioning for me to step in side. I ignored her and walked into the room full of strangers. I was looking at my feet when I walked in and a voice greeted me.
"Hello love!" It was the same voice I had talked to on the phone. When I looked up I couldn't believe what I was seeing. In front of me sat the five most gorgeous boys in the world.
In front of me sat One Direction!
I was sitting at an internet-cafe looking around at british newspapers searching for apartment ads when I stumbled upon something strange. It was an ad that said: "Looking for roommate/houseguard. Must be of young age and have no criminal records. Please contact, +***965722668." There was no name of the ad holder or no address. Any normal person would keep on looking while I did the exact opposite. I picked up the phone and called the person from the mysterious ad.
"Hello?"
"Hi! I am calling about an ad you posted in the British Times."
"Yeah. You want to rent the spare room we have." He spoke as if all of this information was written in the little ad.
"Essentially, yes. But I can't actually meet you before I move in. I am coming from Sweden and need a room as soon as possible." He paused for a long time, the line becoming to silent. It was almost as if he was covering the mic.
"We are actually coming to Sweden soon. Where do you live?" Yes I knew it was stupid of me to trust a stranger and I did have an uneasy feeling about this.
"I live in Lund. Its kind of at the bottom of the country. Are you going to Stockholm for your visit?"
"Uhm yeah we are. But we can probably squeeze in a few days to come down. Will this Thursday be fine?" I sat there in shock for a few minutes before I responded.
"Yeah sure. You can reach me on this number if anything comes in the way. I'm looking forward to meeting you."
"Great! I'll call you with the details when we get to the hotel. Bye!"
Before I could manage to say goodbye the man on the other side had hung up. I felt a little woozy and was in total shock after the phonecall. I had begun to stop hoping I would find a place to live and now it looked I little clearer. Yes I knew that this man might be a murderer or a loony but I didn't care. I just wanted to get out. A couple days later I got a call from this man again, with information to meet him and his friends at a small restaurant in Malmo. I happily accepted and thought it couldn't be bad, we were after all meeting at a public place.
From the moment I walked in through the doors of the restaurant I could tell something was off. And when a waiter walked up to me and tell me the restaurant is closed for a small private event, alarm clocks went of in my head.
I told her my name and realization flashed over her face. She told me to follow her and we walked to the top floor of the restaurant. She kept glancing at me and finally I sighed and looked at her.
"What?" She looked taken aback by my question and gave me a shy smile.
"You just look so calm. I would freak out if I were you." I looked at her in confusion.
"Well I know its stupid of me to meet strangers like this but I will not freak over something so small." She looked at me surprised by my words and then she turned to the doors we had stopped in front of.
"You don't know who you are meeting, are you?" I shook my head and she laughed at me. I turned away from her and heard her sigh before opening the door. "Good luck!" She whispered before motioning for me to step in side. I ignored her and walked into the room full of strangers. I was looking at my feet when I walked in and a voice greeted me.
"Hello love!" It was the same voice I had talked to on the phone. When I looked up I couldn't believe what I was seeing. In front of me sat the five most gorgeous boys in the world.
In front of me sat One Direction!
Notes
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@kaylabear
Oh this means the world to me! The story is finished and I'm trying to edit it into a book since it is some of the most emotional stuff I have ever written. Thank you so much for reading this! :)
4/4/16